Introduction
When "normal" is just a disguise of habit, the four walls of the home become the quietest hospital.
This is a book of looking back: starting from a neglected rift, it reveals the undercurrent under the dining table, the silence in the photo album, and the wounds in the name of love. With a cold knife edge and a hot heart, the author records how he peeled off the word "home" layer by layer - until he saw its roots, which had long since rotted but were still growing downward.
No accusation, no repentance, just exposing the unspeakable disease in the sun: If the disease can be inherited, can it also be cured?
Open it and you will hear the sound of the wooden boards of the old house at night. This is the memory loosening and the roots breaking. ——
Purpose: Do not publicize family scandals
